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November 21, 2012

The long sobs of
The violins
Of autumn
Lay waste my heart
With monotones
Of boredom

Quite colorless
And choking when
The hour strikes
I think again
Of vanished days
And cry

And so I leave
On cruel winds
Squalling
And gusting me
Like a dead leaf
Falling


Paul Verlaine

Posted by amin at November 21, 2012 10:35 AM